Lyrics:
it's 6 in the mornin'
Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door
My partner's three deep in a six-four
Hussle flow, this my victory lap, bitch (Victory lap, bitch)
Woo
As we proceed
Feels so good
It's like we back at Baseline
Andy what up?
Dave what
on a leash
Pull up with a draco and you better take two steps back for you finna bleed
See you laying by the side of a street
Might just stab this bitch in
that homicide
It gon get messy when I pull to your side
Kill a nigga and his war bride
Get a Glock put it by my side
40-11 worldwide
Apply the pressure
Marley used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
He nicknamed me
saviour
Streets won't get to me
I'm gonna be a dope mc
My mission will never ever be strayed
Dash way the forbidden tree
Not blinded by the lights
I'm here
a bull bell
Drug kingpin like Medellin Cartel
Check my mail got keys on delivery
Take the fleet my tongue numb and shivery
At the casino with Pretty T.
Jacktown....
1st Verse
(J Da Groova)
(If I want to free?) my mind
I feel pain and stress
accompanied by fear of falling and war
Gotta
a machine
Chasing the goat on the farm
Grabbing a bull by the horns
I'm bout to break out the Barn
They better sound the alarm
Yeah buddy I know I know
Had
take a little bull
before I start beef
slaughter off the nonbelievers
sinking in my pointed teeth
all that shit u talking up
will guarantee to bring u
gon' need another shower
When I'm at home in my coupe or in the office
Or the streets of the Boot, I'm thinking 'bout you
And most of the girls that
gon' need another shower
When I'm at home in my coupe or in the office
Or the streets of the Boot, I'm thinking 'bout you
And most of the girls that
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck
Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like
the money straight bussin out the the jeans
Book another flight cuz my life too fly
I was in the booth when them nights flew by
Drop a new song all you get is
Who could it be
Moving the streets while alluding police
You need a lease
Nuclear reach
So homie get at me I'm planning on stacking up all my
JOKER
(lyrics by Andy)
You remember my madness
You remember this smile
In confusion and sadness
With my ghosts behind
You and me walking down dark
Be by my side
Quarantine wit me
Need you here wit me
Right where you pose to be
Right where you pose to be
Summers over love
Be my lil freak, ugh
is wild down 18th street, like it's trying to guide my feet
It pulls me back to Gramercy, only you could turn me home
Only you could turn me home
(lynch):
Feel my nature rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in your back seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and circumstances make you take them
Russia
In the streets nobody loves ya
I trust my friend more than my brother
I need my gun more than my mother
I slipped and got hurt by the opps
It's
surprised I be taking charge
I got the bull by its horns
By any means you can call me a God
Up in a benzo
Gaam like Lorenzo
She wanna get low
This ain't no
bull shit
Don't call me about nun
Ain't nobody was there
When brodie them got shot
They got my nigga jerry doing 35
Cannot be lacking out these streets
on Hennessy
Kingpin, boss in the street, call Vinny D.Onofrio
And offer condolences after my song
This beat couldn’t put up a fight on its own
I gave it my best
off the Hen, I was smokin', I got too high
Damn, time flies by
It's like I knew your whole lifetime, my nigga
We accomplished so much shit
We
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